Third Drink, Second Day, First-Class A**-Hole

| Westlock, AB, Canada | Food & Drink, Popular

(A very popular and well-known coffee chain had finally opened up in town. I visited on its second day. Needless to say, the place is packed, and since all the employees are newly hired, they’re doing their darndest to keep up. The customer ahead of me decides his coffee isn’t to his liking for the third time, berates the clerk for a third time, and sends back his coffee a third time. While the clerk goes to remake his coffee yet again, he turns to me.)

Customer: “Is it me, or is this the worst [Coffee Chain] you’ve ever been to?”

Me: “Well, it is just their second day.”

Customer: “What, the clerk? Well, then, d***, they’ve got to start training them better.”

Me: “Not the clerk. This is the second day ever for the whole store.”

Customer: “Really? Wow, that would explain why I never saw it before today…”

(When the clerk came back with the coffee, the customer quickly apologized, paid, and hustled out the door.)

Just Plain Stealing

| Iowa City, IA, USA | Criminal & Illegal, Food & Drink, Popular

(I am second in line at a coffee shop counter.)

Customer: “Can I please get a plain coffee, medium?”

Barista: “Sure, that’ll be [low amount].”

(The customer moves over and I am next.)

Me: “Medium pumpkin spice latte.”

(The barista takes my $5 or so and I move over with the first customer. She is standing really close to the place where the barista drops off the drink, hovering over the counter. I stand farther back to allow people to move between us to get to the seating area. Several minutes go by and the girl ahead of me leaves with a drink. I wait longer, noticing people behind me are getting their drinks before me.)

Me: *to barista making coffees* “Hello, I was wondering if you’ve made a medium pumpkin spice latte yet? I’ve been waiting for almost ten minutes.”

Barista #2: “Yes, I put that out a while ago. Is this drink not yours?”

(He gestured to the counter where a plain coffee was sitting. Apparently that girl deliberately ordered a cheap drink and stole the more expensive one when it came up so she didn’t have to pay full price.)

Tipped To Be The Worst Customer Of The Day

| Victoria, BC, Canada | At The Checkout, Food & Drink, Money

(I’ve only be on the floor for half-an-hour when a woman enters the line from the wrong way.)

Me: “Hi there! How are you today?”

Woman: “How much is a small coffee?”

Me: “It’s 1.94.”

Woman: “Anything cheaper?”

Me: “We can do 1.84?”

Woman: *throws a handful of change onto the counter* “You don’t mind if I borrow from here?” *she starts pulling money out of our tip jar*

Me: “Sorry, you can’t do that; I can’t allow you to, since it’s for all of the girls here!”

Woman: “It’s just fifty cents!”

Me: “I’m sorry, I really can’t!” *this is considered stealing from the company; we normally don’t argue over five cents but more then ten and I tend to say no*

Woman: *as I lean to grab something* “You’re a real b****.”

Me: *ignoring her, despite being very hurt and insulted* “Would you still like the coffee?”

Woman: “Fine.” *pulls out a twenty dollar bill, still muttering*

Me: *fills her a short coffee cup*

(She proceeds to grab this cup and storm off, only to come back while I’m in the middle of my next transaction.)

Woman: “I need more coffee!” *it’s obvious she’s taken a few huge gulps, but I ignore it and fill it back up. She leaves again only to interrupt my next transaction* “I need honey!”

Me: “You’ll just find it on the back bar there!”

Woman: “There isn’t any!”

Me: *as I can see if from across the room* “Ma’am, it’s just in the metal cylinder on the side there!” *she finally properly leaves, the next woman just looks at me*

Woman #2: “Are you okay?”

Me: *smiling* “I’m all right, thank you.”

(The whole fiasco wouldn’t have been a big deal if she hadn’t pulled out a 20-dollar-bill after asking for money!)

Putting The Selfish Into Selfie

| Edinburgh, Scotland, UK | At The Checkout, Bad Behavior, Food & Drink, Time

(I make the mistake of visiting a very popular coffee shop at a busy time. After more than 10 minutes I am second in the queue behind a teenage girl already holding a coffee from another shop, and there are at least 15 more customers waiting behind me.)

Customer: *stares blankly at the barista*

Barista: “What can I get you?”

Customer: “Oh! I don’t know… Give me a second.” *pause* “Can I get, like, a muffin?”

Barista: *clearly already very stressed by the amount of people waiting* “We have banana, chocolate chip, blueberry, pumpkin, and lemon. Which one?”

Customer: “Oh, uh… I don’t know. Blueberry?”

Barista: *swiftly gets muffin out of case and puts it on the counter, trying to speed up the transaction* “Is that everything for you today?”

Customer: “Uh, hang on.”

(She then proceeds to grab the muffin, take out her phone, and TAKE A SELFIE with her pastry. Still not finished, she logs on to social media, filters and captions the photo, and finally posts it before turning back to the now shaking-with-rage barista.)

Customer: “Okay. Can I get, like, a [very complicated dessert drink with numerous substitutions]?”

Barista: *eyes twitching* “[Total].”

(Back on her phone, she takes her time finding her money before flouncing off after her friends.)

Me: *to Barista* “I am so sorry you had to put up with that. And I’m sorry that I didn’t slap her. Just one medium coffee for me, please, and keep the change.”

Fighting For Those Who Cannot

, | Houston, TX, USA | Awesome Customers, Awesome Workers, Food & Drink, Popular

(I work two jobs in the same mall, a very large shopping center whose customers are almost always extremely rich. I have just ordered a drink at one of our coffee shops and am waiting for it. I’m unusually kind to the employees because I know from experience that their job sucks. There’s an uppity rich lady waiting for her drink too.)

Barista: “White mocha frap!”

Customer #1: *picks it up and shakes it angrily at the barista* “Is this a caramel frappucino? I didn’t order this! Why didn’t you get my order right?”

Customer #2: “Sorry, that’s mine!” *takes the cup*

(Customer #1 does this with two more cups. The barista’s being patient, but I’d had it.)

Me: “Lady, will you calm your t**s? I’m looking over the counter. Look, he’s making your drink right now.”

Customer #1: *sarcastic* “Oh, I’m sorry! Are you [Coffee Company]’s stockholder? Are you their business agent?”

Me: “No, I work in retail and I deal with b****’s like you all day, and since he doesn’t get to yell at you, I’ll do his share. Shut up already! There are other customers besides you.”

Customer #1: “Excuse me! I have been waiting here for forty-five minutes—”

Me: “Oh, bull-s***. I’ve never waited more than three minutes here for a drink even at their busiest, and I’ve seen all of five customers besides you today. Look, when you work for a living instead of just spending all of your husband’s money on s*** you don’t need, THEN you can yell at this guy. Until then, do us a favor and shut up!”

(She proceeds to screech unintelligibly at me for half a minute, until suddenly her drink shows up. She then tramps off with her bags. When my drink is called, I am confused to see a large instead of a medium cup.)

Me: “Oh, sorry, I only ordered a medium—”

Barista: “No, you didn’t.”

(Sometimes it’s the little things.)

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